• Sep 22, 2024
  • 1 Min Read

I can’t opt-out of LinkedIn’s new AI data gathering exercise, and neither can I delete my account, because I can’t login (got a new phone, 2fa linked to old phone, fucked).

Hopefully their AI will be richer and more fully rounded as a result of my content.

Screenshot of my old LinkedIn profile: "Jan 2007 - Sep 2011 4 yrs 9 mos Chief cook and bottle washer. Service Manager Richmond Fellowship&10;Aug 2005 - Dec 2006 1 yr 5 mos Not in Richmond. Not a fellowship. Manager/Project Co-ordinator/Senior Project Worker Hillingdon Mind May 1999 - Dec 2004 5 yrs 8 mos Co-creator and designer of unique and beautiful triangular stained glass lamps, Spitalfields Market stallholder, white van man (furniture removals), careers advisor and mental health trainer. Social Care Co-ordinator HICA Care Homes&10;Aug 1997 - Apr 1999 1 yr 9 mos Design and implementation of a comprehensive therapeutic activities programme for frail elderly people with physical, sensory and memory impairments. All singing, all dancing, quizmaster, bingo caller, party planner, minibus driver, cake maker, counsellor, advocate and befriender of the infirm and the incontinent. Friday afternoons in the pub.Screenshot of my old LinkedIn profile: "The University of Bolton 1988-1991&10;Activities and societies: Researched numerous psychoactive substances, and had an unbelievable time. Central Connecticut State University 1989 -1990&10;Activities and societies: Mountain climbing, extreme weather survival, several road trips, Spring Break in the Florida Keys. Big breakfasts, bigger calzones. Free pizza at Elmer's. left my heart in San Francisco.&10;Caistor Grammar School&10;1979 - 1985 Activities and societies: At primary school was a free-scoring centre forward. In my first year at big school I started at inside right and scored a goal in my first game. I produced a graphical display (pen and paper) of the move and started a scrapbook to record future highlights. My next goal came four years later, by which time I had moved back into the midfield and defence. Still, it was a scorcher from 30 yards. Worth waiting for once scored two own goals in the first half of a game. One was a delicate chip into the far top corner of the goal from the edge of my own area giving my keeper no chance. The second was a diving header. I was substituted at half time and my replacement scored an own goal of his own with his first touch, a splendid 35 yard strike out of nowhere. As captain of the team I once substituted myself so that I didn't get beaten up afterwards. The team's manager once asked me if our best player, who was being disciplined for fighting, should play in the cup semi-final against far and away the best team in Lincolnshire. said, you want us to have any chance of winning, then yes!' He didn't play. And so on."

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